Cat and Angel. The kindest fairy tale

Cat and Angel. The kindest fairy tale

“Peace to you,” Angel said tenderly, sitting down next to the Cat on a thick branch and shaking off the snow from it.

“Hello,” the Cat opened the green eye, looked lazily at the Angel and turned away.

Angel hid his bare feet under his wings and looked down. Under them lay a white courtyard, full of laughter, screeching, flying snowballs and squeaking steps.

“You climbed high,” said the Angel, measuring the distance to the ground.

- But even Sashkin will not reach the snow here.

The angel nodded in understanding and picked up the lowered wings. Paused.

- What are you, for my old woman appeared? - without turning his head, asked the cat. His voice was just as lazy, but the Angel immediately saw how pain and anxiety thickened around him.

- No, I'm not after anyone.

- BUT! - The alarm cloud thinned. “She says every day that soon the Angel will take her away,” the Cat found necessary to explain. - It is evident that another will arrive ...

They were silent again. But, apparently, Kota was still disturbed by the presence of the Angel, and he asked as indifferently as possible:

- And why are you here?

- Yes, so sit down to rest. The boy alone in your city saved him from himself.Oh, and hard work! Now I'm flying home.

- So you, this ... and from the disease can?

- It depends on what a disease. But I can do a lot. I am the keeper.

“So why are you sitting here ?!” - suddenly the Cat roared. - Come on!

And he flew a red whirlwind to the ground. Angel quietly landed near.

The old woman was so thin that the Angel did not immediately see her among the white pillows. The old woman’s eyes were closed, and her breasts were shaking, filling the whole room with a wheeze, a whistle, and a sob. The angel leaned over her, laid white wings on his chest and began to whisper something - softly and quietly. While he was standing like that, the Cat threw firewood in the stove, pushed a cooled kettle on the stove and put a large mug of milk, pouring some grass into it - preparing a drink for the hostess.

When the Angel straightened, the old woman's breath was even and quiet, her sunken cheeks turned pink.

“Let him sleep,” he said to Kota. - She weakened greatly.

The cat turned away and quickly wiped his eyes.

The old woman slept, and the Cat and the Angel drank tea, and the Cat poured cream into his tea, and the Angel smiled, looking at him.

“I’ll probably stay with you,” he said, stirring the honey, “Until Mikhailovna gets up.”

- How do you know from what she is Mikhailovna?

- I'm an angel.I know that your name is Charlie.

- So, like met, - chuckled Cat. - And how do you call?

- And we have no names. Just an angel.

The cat silently pushed the cream to him and sipped from the cup.

The tickings over the table were the walks, the wood was cracking in the stove, the wind was amplifying outside the window.

“You asked me why I climbed high,” the Cat chuckled suddenly. - So, I was waiting for you. - And thoughtfully added, listening to the wind: - Socks you need to tie.


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  • Cat and Angel. The kindest fairy tale

    Cat and Angel. The kindest fairy tale

    Cat and Angel. The kindest fairy tale

    Cat and Angel. The kindest fairy tale

    Cat and Angel. The kindest fairy tale

    Cat and Angel. The kindest fairy tale

    Cat and Angel. The kindest fairy tale

    Cat and Angel. The kindest fairy tale

    Cat and Angel. The kindest fairy tale

    Cat and Angel. The kindest fairy tale

    Cat and Angel. The kindest fairy tale

    Cat and Angel. The kindest fairy tale

    Cat and Angel. The kindest fairy tale

    Cat and Angel. The kindest fairy tale

    Cat and Angel. The kindest fairy tale

    Cat and Angel. The kindest fairy tale

    Cat and Angel. The kindest fairy tale

    Cat and Angel. The kindest fairy tale

    Cat and Angel. The kindest fairy tale

    Cat and Angel. The kindest fairy tale

    Cat and Angel. The kindest fairy tale

    Cat and Angel. The kindest fairy tale

    Cat and Angel. The kindest fairy tale

    Cat and Angel. The kindest fairy tale

    Cat and Angel. The kindest fairy tale

    Cat and Angel. The kindest fairy tale

    Cat and Angel. The kindest fairy tale

    Cat and Angel. The kindest fairy tale

    Cat and Angel. The kindest fairy tale

    Cat and Angel. The kindest fairy tale

    Cat and Angel. The kindest fairy tale

    Cat and Angel. The kindest fairy tale

    Cat and Angel. The kindest fairy tale

    Cat and Angel. The kindest fairy tale

    Cat and Angel. The kindest fairy tale

    Cat and Angel. The kindest fairy tale

    Cat and Angel. The kindest fairy tale

    Cat and Angel. The kindest fairy tale

    Cat and Angel. The kindest fairy tale

    Cat and Angel. The kindest fairy tale

    Cat and Angel. The kindest fairy tale

    Cat and Angel. The kindest fairy tale